Sunday, June 26, 2005
oh my.
wad's with this fucking shit about me havin tactless behaviour?
wad's with the avoidin and stuff and lockin the door and talkin about me?
fuck this.
you think you're miss perfect?
an angel?
think again.
i do admit.
i aint an angel.
i have my flaws.
i dunt behave sometimes.
so wad?
why do you wanna care?
or should i say act.
ya'll say you care and this shit and all.
and you still talk behind my back.
just by listenin to that one person tellin you the story.
was he fuckin there at that point of time?
was he fuckin watchin my every move?
was he fuckin recording it?
was he even fuckin by my side when im with my friends?
no right?
then why fuckin believe him?
cause he's older and im a kid.
wad the fuck?
come on man.
is this wad you call havin fairness and maturity?
isnt there such a thing as listenin to the other side of the story?
only i noe wad happened wad.
if ya'll were there i'll shut up.
but you werent.
so can ya'll just stop this shit?
so wad if he was older?
if i were to show it i'd just tell you every single thing about his life.
no.
that will just prove that im just like one of ya'll.
talkin about my life and twistin it and makin it sound like as if i were the bad guy.
eh come on man.
ya'll are older than me.
dunt ya'll have this thing called common sense?
then why dunt you just come straight to my face and ask about my life.
you noe.
my biggest mistake was trustin you.
i thought i could trust you.
but you just had to blow it.
gees.
thanks guys.
so much for family.
so much for that closeness we all had as cousins.
everything i do is wrong.
wearin eyeliner is wrong.
my dressing is wrong.
my behaviour is wrong.
omg.
im not doin this to impress you or anythin you noe.
it's my way.
i like the way it is.
maybe behaviour wise i do suck.
but hey.
you are no angel.
5:19 PM
